Some years ago my father was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease. Amidst the long bereavement that continues there are moments of self knowledge, laughter and love. These poems are part of my response.
(Dad finally died on Friday 27th June 2008 at 5:15 am. These poems and others I will post remain in the hope that they will help others going through the long bereavement)
Sometimes I think the Haiku/senyru form and my Father belong together. His short term memory is so short now that he could not cope with any poem longer. And it is in this tiny form that I can most easily both capture and bear the pain of his aging so cruelly.
There are no monkeys here. If you're looking for monkeys, go away. Well, actually there are monkeys, but they're of the hairless variety that writes poetry and such. If that's not what you're looking for move along.